Iron-blooded Sister-in-law

"What's the matter? Your Excellency, Commander?" Seeing that Dake's pace slowed down, Veneto raised his head slightly.

"I just made a phone call, it's okay."

Dake rubbed his brows—I don’t know if this relic of Sakura can help the development of the alliance’s shield technology. Many things still consume a lot of energy after deterioration. Useful.

In this case, the "clay pot" on the Brit's side is very important, if it is really a "battery".

"We have arrived."

Abruzzi, who led the way, pasted the coat of arms on his robotic hand on the wall at the closed place in front of him, and as a series of rather sci-fi blue lines peeled off the wall, a new world finally unfolded before Dake's eyes.

"This is the peripheral arsenal."

Abruzzi walked into the all-metal, silver room, where the mountains of T4 boxes shook Dake's eyes sorely. In addition to the material coins flowing in these boxes like the ocean, Dake actually saw 8 Rubik's Cubes. That's a lot of money when the other factions are generally poor and often need broken Rubik's cubes for R&D work.

"But these things are all drizzle, for the Senate to see - the biggest secrets are kept deeper. Please come with me."

Abruzzi pointed to a door with an elevator shaft structure, but Veneto, who was catching up quickly, suddenly pulled him back.

"Your Mightiness?"

"Wait a minute, Abruzzi."

Veneto looked at Dake with rare seriousness, and then his tone became extremely sincere: "Commander... I hope you don't get angry after reading our secrets, or you can just blame me—don't vent it to other people. sisters--"

"I can't guarantee that, if you are conducting any human experiments..." Dake's eyes were calm, but it was this state that could change from extremely quiet to extremely dynamic at any time, which was more terrifying.

"No, it's not, we just protected a... colleague."

Veneto stuttered.

"Actually, our protection of her is also related to some of your strategic plans, and we have no other choice. Um, Abruzzi...?"

Seeing that Dake still didn't intend to make any promises, Veneto let out a groan in his heart.

"Open the door anyway, Veneto."

Abruzzi sighed with some headache: "I will bear all the responsibilities."

Because Italy's three poles lacked one pole, Abruzzi had no choice but to take the position of the decision-maker. In fact, she had long been aware of accepting Dake's blame.

"Woooo."

As Veneto shrank his neck, Abruzzi's mechanical arm also lit up the portal under his feet——

Only then did Dake recall that the makeshift gold-thrower on his ship seemed to have a similar design, but the portal in front of him looked more like the original Siren product.

"This is why we are eager to launch a sweeping operation in the Mediterranean Sea behind our allies' backs."

Behind the unfolded light curtain, it is not another high-tech warehouse that Da Ke imagined, but a luxurious room decorated with a lot of hanging wood carvings and Roman marble panels. It's so thick that it can be used as a cover - if you don't say it, Da Ke will only think of the bedrooms of some nobles.

But as the little ship girl sitting at the desk and fiddling with some mechanical equipment poked her head out from behind the engine that was three circles larger than her head, Dake's scrutiny eyes suddenly froze.

"... Bree?"

"Brie~"

The little girl with silver hair and a face that most likely resembled the Brimark II looked at the intruders in bewilderment.

"Brie, I've brought new supplies." Abruzzi took out a ton of Sour Coke from the ship suit with a bit of reluctance and guilt, and put it on the marble tiles.

Although she knew that the comfort food she had brought was useless, she still had to do the gesture that should be done.

"Brie? Put it there, Sister Albruzzi—why are there so many guests this time?" The light purple dress flipped up as she jumped off the chair, but seeing her staggering land The posture, it should be a long time did not leave the seat.

She stared at the only man present, and sniffled her little nose - besides this man, she had at least once met other ship girls.

"Ah! It's my sister's smell!!"

The residual smell that seeped into her nose caused the hair on her head to twirl for a while, making her look extremely cute, and her originally sluggish spirit instantly recovered a lot.

"Brie! Who is this brother?"

Out of the ship's mother's natural instinct to be close to the commander, she rushed over and swarmed around Dake.

Seeing her lively appearance, Veneto's eyes became more and more guilty. She turned her head sideways, not daring to look at Dake's sullen face.

"... Comrade Bree." The moment he saw the person under house arrest, Da Ke felt that he was in a superimposed state of anger and calm - but he quickly took a few deep breaths, and barely remembered that it was because he put Jin Bu Only when it is "hijacked" by Li, it will attract Sardinian to imitate after sensing something wrong.

Their stop loss work is actually nothing to blame at the national and camp level, but for the general-purpose Bree, this is a tragedy of deprivation of freedom.

"Brie~ you actually know my name—you really have dealt with my sister before!"

Although Yazi didn't look too smart, the general-purpose Bree blinked and noticed that Da Ke was standing right next to the ship girls, so he hurriedly put the wrench back into his ship suit and borrowed it on the slope. Grabbing Da Ke's army trousers:

"Brie! You are not the commander, are you?"

"It's me, Kremlin commander. You can go out and meet the sun now, comrade."

Dake grabbed the little hand that Zibuli was pinching on his trouser leg, and shook it tightly:

"I will arrange for you to reunite with your sister. She is currently working in Reutov, and she is safe."

Seeing Dake's sincere way of comforting Bree, Veneto's guilty conscience increased by dozens of percentage points, and even Abruzzi turned his head a little reluctantly.

But it's also for Sardinia... If only the Kremlin monopolizes the means of promotion for the ship girls, wouldn't they have to join the alliance?Without knowing what happened in the South Pacific, someone broke the default tradition of "circulation" of Buri, and the only way they could think of a countermeasure was to control Zi Buri first.

Speaking of it, it was Dake's overly humane behavior that allowed them to unlock the consciousness of "selfishness" in advance...

"Brie! Really?"

"Of course it's true. Ms. Veneto, let's take Comrade Bree out for some air." Da Ke raised his chin at Veneto.

"Wait a moment, Commander, allow me to arrange a salon to match this epic meeting."

Veneto cleared his throat.

A face full of resignation.

But it seems that Zibri doesn't intend to say anything bad about the Sardinian ship girl. For her, not having to circulate among the camps is a very happy arrangement in itself, and this woman, Veneto, actually wants to Allow her to attend the tea party?

"Didn't you ask me to strengthen which sister?"

Zibri was still a little unbelieving, and asked cautiously, fearing that his overstepping behavior would irritate the Sardinian and royal girls.

"No, you don't need to strengthen anyone in the future. If you don't want to work in research and development, we can arrange you to go to other positions...or if you want to retire and go to school..."

Holding Ziburi's hand, Dake tried to make his tone as gentle as possible.

Every time he meets a young girl like this, he can't help showing his softest side, the so-called tenderness of a tough man, a brown bear showing his belly... probably that's what happened.

"Brie! I'm following you—"

The little ship girl shook her head again and again, holding Dake's forearm, as if she didn't have any expectations for being able to walk freely in the sun.

This terrified look made even the paralyzed Sheffield show a sad and unbearable expression.

She began to reflect on her previous attitude in caring for Bree.

Because Brie is used urgently every time for breakthrough enhancement, their maid team can at most get Brie some desserts or something and send her to the dock... Now that I think about it, what is the difference between that and a decapitation meal?

"Wait a minute, the holy nail hasn't been taken yet—" As the atmosphere brewed, Abruzzi could only stop the few people who were about to return to the secret passage.

In such an atmosphere, what seemed to be the most important relic of the pioneers was almost forgotten.

……

At three o'clock in the afternoon, on the balconies on the second floor of the three villas——

The evergreen flower beds are extended to the upper floor with special construction methods, sending the aroma of daisies to the nostrils of the guests enthusiastically.

But as soon as the air reached the balcony, it froze immediately, freezing in front of the Kremlin.

His psychic energy was slightly dissipated, apparently showing some signs of getting out of control.

It is said that this villa was used by Littorio to entertain celebrities, but today it looks like Da Ke is receiving a group of shipwives. It is obviously his first visit to this aristocratic residence with a sense of age, but The situation at the scene seemed to be that he was the owner of the manor, suppressing Veneto and Abruzzi so much that they dared not speak, and everyone centered on him, except Bree, who couldn't breathe.

Zi Buri chewed the fresh panna cotta and tiramisu that Veneto rushed to make, drank the black tea made by Xie Fei, and let out a full and full panting.

The man's psychic powers were very targeted and did not affect the little girl at all, but Veneto, who was on pins and needles, felt more clearly what the evaluation of "powerful psychic" in Bismarck's letter... exactly meant.

That woman has been seeking truth from facts.

The silent Dake finally picked up the white as snow teacup and took a sip. The texture of this kind of porcelain is so delicate that it is said that the whole set costs as much as one of his cannon barrels, but the warmth of the black tea inside does not come from the price of the vessel. It's Xie Fei's emotional brew.

She seems to want to make up for Bree, because she herself has benefited from all kinds of self-sacrifice, so that she can gallop on the sea more recklessly.

The more he seemed indifferent, the more worried Veneto became, but he seemed to feel that it would not be a problem if he continued to waste like this. When Dake put down the cup, he put his hands forward and stared at Veneto's mature and charming face, but There are also some slightly confused faces——

"I've already felt your sincerity. I will transfer Comrade St. Nail and Bree away in time. Now tell me, Comrade Veneto, what benefits do you want from me in exchange?"

In this era of rottenness, ship girls can do many things that humans cannot do. First, because their conscience does not allow them to be rotten, and second, because they have various thinking restrictions, and sometimes they have feelings for each other. The value of ... form a neglect ...

Bree is a victim, but in fact there are many people in this world who are not as good as her. Thinking of those people, Da Ke is urged again, thinking that he is very naive to sulk here.

The fault is neither Sardinia nor him, it is because everyone did nothing wrong, so they seem extremely helpless.

"We need your fleet to help control the Roman Theater of Alexandria."

Veneto also shed her naive side, earnestly begging.

"There will be an opera performance at the beginning of the month, and almost all the veterans with real power will be there. That is the best time for us to do it."

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PS. I had an operation, and the pain was so painful that I couldn’t sleep at all. I know that you want me to keep it, but once I stop writing, I will feel a special panic... I’m afraid I’ll be lazy, and suddenly I have no ideas, and then enter constipation period

Chapter 331 Super targeting has been deployed!

It stands to reason that no matter whether Veneto wants to borrow troops to impose martial law in Rome, wipe out the Senate or whatever, Da Ke should support him unconditionally.

But because Iron Blood has not completely fallen out with Junker, if Veneto makes too much noise, the vigilance of those Junker masters will be fully raised. After the fleet returns to Dunkirk, it will definitely be punished by the French government. And the double pressure of Sangvis.

"Lend you the fleet? You are not afraid... If you don't handle it well, the national sovereignty will not be in your hands?"

Da Ke, who felt a little strange, said very fierce words, and shook his head: "I need you to explain your reason for borrowing troops. How do you think that those few ordinary people, no matter how powerful they are, cannot resist such a large number of Sardinian ships?" Mother—if you really want to control the elders, if you have that determination, we will not have more, and we will not have less."

"...What we need is a process in which external forces intervene... as a reason, so that I can justify my emergency appointment at a later stage."

The gunpowder-flavored questioning of Dake was true, and Veneto said solemnly: "Although I have made up my mind to destroy this superficial republic, if there are obvious signs of external force intervention, it can also help us divert a lot. pressure."

"Bullshit."

Da Ke continued to criticize severely: "The common people will think that you carried out the coup d'état at the instigation of us, and it is easier to have resentment and worry towards you, and our ultimate goal is to let you delegate power to other Italians, not really to make you a puppet of the Soviet Union—otherwise I would not have come to help you in the name of the multinational fleet in the first place."

"But will anyone believe it? No matter whether your people participated in the coup or not, the Italians will still acquiesce that there is a shadow of the Soviet Union behind me, just because you appeared in Rome."